Unloading...

Last night at the soccer game I was pretty mad. The ref was making such bad, one-sided calls, and I had so many shots on goal, with no goals. So, I was starting to mouth off to the ref, and he told me "You better quit, or you'll get a penalty." So I immediately replied, "You better quit making bad calls!" and I got a 2-minute penalty. And then I had gotten myself hurt, and we lost... so on the ride home I had only two options: Listen to Tupac say F&!# every few words, or write a flow in my head... here's the result:

I need to sit and unload,
It's like my life's writtin in code,
And I can't figure it out,
So I sit here with doubts,
They say I ain't nuthin,
That I'm straight frontin,
But I ain't runnin', just gotta keep writin,
Just gotta keep fightin,
Gotta refocus my sight and,
Take aim, and no longer take blame,
Sick of people hidin behind fake names.

That's all... just kinda hammered it out in my head...

But, today church was great, and I got to go have lunch with Sarah Hall which was a great chance just to hang out with her. And in a little bit after writing this I am going to coffee with Amanda, so I am looking forward to getting to know her.

That's all... oh yah, Austin's special notebook is missing... I hope he finds it!


"Take this job and shove it... I ain't workin here no more!"
~Biz Markie